Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-03-13

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One is not certain but she had heard 1t III
her dreams, sometimes, lately. A klngiy
face, with starlike eyes, bent low beside
hers. 1t was a serene face now, not rest
less and dark and bitter, as when we saw
it first. 1t was full Ofpeace, If still a sad
face at times.
IL know. It's the cross, tiresome old
teacher" replied Shirley.
But, her face, aiame with gladness and
welcome, belied her words.
Mr.. Morrison leaned his arms across the
back of the rustic seat beside her.
How gorgeous the sky is" be said.
See that cloud ship" said Shirley. 1T
is perfect, with sails all set. 1t glldes
noiselessly toward the Islands OF the Blest.
We live there, all OF the nice people, and
YOU. when Won are good natured." She
muTmured:
The Islands of the BleSt, they say
The Islands of the BlcSt-
Are peaceful and happy by night and byday,
Far away in the glorious west. .
They need not the moon in that lana Ol dGllEht
They need not the pale, pale star;
For the sun he is bright 10y day and by night,
Where the souls of the blessed are.
Romantic dreamer exclaimed MIR.
Morrison.
"He calls me romantic. | shall never
get over it. Take any shape but that
"Well, you are romantic"
al am built wrOng, somehow. ! am
drawn so many different ways. don't
believe there is a single impulse or affection
OF human nature that | don't feel, at one
time and another, within my W breast
| You read To me about SpinoZa, despised OF
| ~. - ,,l ,.r.apntaI hNInU IN a ernst
of bread, thinking ont his sublime phiiOSo-
phy. Then | know there Is nothing III
this life so grand rs devotion to IN idea.
| At such times | could march singing into
the flames of martyrdOm. II seems to Inc
il would he nothing to wear sackcloth, n
live an black bread for life. But again,
when | wear nv blue silk dress, or drive
with papa. and 90 flashing down the road
and PASS everybody else with our new horse
i take such delight in il that | am aSham-
ed of myself. ! an certain the life OF self
denial is the sublimest life, and yet |
worship all the pretty things OF the world.
| can't understand it at all. | have felt
zoo, sometimes. rs if ! could commit u
murder. What does it mean, Mr.. MOrri-
SOM"
This: yOu tell me you are drawn SO
many different ways. SO it should he.
Only those who are thus drawn should
ever write. To the true singer II is gwen
to bc all things, to know all, to love, to
suffer all in his own soul. Only then can
he interpret to the race the divine music
which is everywhere, hut which it hears
not, neither understands. Divine indeed
is his calling. Such a one was Shakespeare.
Such u one | believe you will he, you II
woman"
"And vet ,"-said Shirley.
''Iou mean if, after all, it waSnOt to be.
Put it will be, I think. There may he
| storm and trouble that we don't know of
in store Tor YOU. There may be hindranceS
that will prevent for awhile, though can
not see how. Yet. if it should he 80, do
not give up. Patience will wear ont every
thing in time. Let me give You a bit OF
philosophy. | havc upheld myself with 1t
when everything else failed. lhavc learned
it at last, made it a part Ofmy life. HIN
of il in the time To come, when-when |
am gone 1t is this: Reconcile yourself
10 the inevitable"
But the girl quite passed by the bit Of
philosophy, though she heard it.
Are you going away, Mr.. Morrison?'
she asked ,
"Yes. in ten minutes. Jim Sweet will
he waiting for me at the @rtc, To take me
to the stage
She was sileuta little, Then she counted
on her fingers.
"You will not be back Till the vacation
is over. That will he siX-eight-ten
weeks
"Shirley." sad the master, in n low,
thrilling tone, Shirley, | nm not coming
back"
The blood forSook her face and fled back
and settled around her heart, The master
looked away. When he opened his lips,
presently. the words came broken and with
| difficulty. Mt first, rs though by powerful
self command he compelled himself To
speak. lie said:
81 only decided To 90 to-day, suddenly.
must 20 tonight. ! must not wait till
to- morrow. even, tor fear the temptation
~ rcmain here would I've stronger than my
will. I dare not tell what YOU have
taught me-mc, your teacher. had lost
all desire for life when | CAME here. You
gave me back hope. All the labor OF
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me 'n'S nav I'm n,nLa = sn How
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cause II Is "eStn"eSt'
"Ent You Will Wr"e-Wrlle 10 Pap".
when can't ever l Can' / VIII wiz
to you;t VIII come "'CN ~ YOU, "o'
like you Ia remember ma always,
Both faces were pale IhS WIS u" P''"'
full.
Shirley tried to siatlT' hnt II was ~ VEIN
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